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Mafia's Forbidden Desires

Chapter 8 Let's have some food first

Word Count: 1460    |    Released on: 01/07/2025

ie Th

, I felt my heart race with joy. I was finally here

g of the best chapter of my life, my

shutting down his laptop as if he hadn't

ed pretty, especially with Italian background. My whole body buzzed with excite

e MILAN. Bad, becau

y shoulders as I sto

suit, who was pretending to be civilized. He looked at me and gave a polite smile, th

ression neutral. No way I was going to let him see how much I

er, we exit

ass was shining and the marble floor looked polished. The minu

was so b

Blackwood walking next to me, all composed and business like posture, I

e, probably he was talking about the ride we will take, the hotel we would stay in, b

my boots clicking lightly against the mar

ther luggage. Eliot follow

ith tinted windows parked quietly. I paused and looked at Ra

me and spoke in a casual tone. "Your apartment won't be r

as just a matter of on

decorate it with fairy lights and my fashion sketches, eat ins

s like how I saw it in mov

ittle colorful scooters roaming between cars. Everywhere I

I even forgot Raven B

glass of the Porsche and looked basically eve

cit

t my ear, and it was enough t

like I had been caught doing something embarrassing. I glan

to keep my voice even,

it was obvious from my reaction. But he wouldn't understand it. Becaus

, it was

ant. The smell of food teased my senses. And suddenly, I felt my stomach gr

" He turned and stepped out of the door. But he didn't clos

ill staring at the restaurant, not

me, already taking on h

me as we stepped inside the restau

outh water. I caught sight of plates that the waiter was bringing to some customers. He was bringin

he next moment. Oh my God, real Italian food. I blurted out wi

nodded, leading

at me before speaking. "I'll have the risotto al tartufo, ra

paghetti carbonara and a glass of water. Eliot, sitting

down the orders, and disa

of the restaurant were painted a soft cream color, adorned with vin

und, along with the low hum of conversations and the occasion

legant, like stepping into a s

y vases with fresh daisies and lilies were placed in the middle of every table, and the chairs had the c

le, feeling the new air, ne

of comfort and tension settle into my bone

scussing work. I caught Elvis giving me a small, encouraging nod, like he co

d, and a ringtone s

ood's phone. He glanced at the screen, and stood up to walk ou

turned and w

hrough the door, I finally let out a bre

d at a fancy Italian restaurant in a foreign country with two b

and Eliot l

. God, did I breathe out

ought our food, and soon, the whole table

pictures to send to my Papa. Neither Eliot no

ious. I took the first bite of Pizza, and it's cheese melted in my mouth instantly. I enjoyed f

yet Raven Blackwood still hadn't returned. Eliot s

I remained ba

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“Valerie Thorne: Raven Blackwood was the man I liked since I was a child, made my heart race before I even knew what love meant. But childhood ends. Innocence fades. And Raven... Well. Raven became my worst nightmare. Even the devil would sit back and take notes from him, when it came to torture, harm, use, and kill. His grey eyes, hypnotic, dangerous, and unforgettable, would make anyone fall in love with, but same grey eyes would make anyone feel death. And every time they met mine, I couldn't tell if he looked at me with the love with the depth of oceans for me, or was I another game he was playing, another pawn he planned to destroy? Raven Blackwood: Valerie Thorne. The girl who once was gentle, the sweetest ever I known. And now looked at me like I burned the sky. She was the light, too soft for the world I lived in, too good for the blood on my hands. But I never claimed to be anyone good. I never promised her good things. I only ever promised her one thing. That she was mine. Her fear didn't surprise me. Her hate? Maybe. But it's the way she still looked at me, like she wants to run and stay all at once. Because no matter how many sins I had, and will carry. No matter how deep I've dragged her into my hell. She's the only piece of heaven I ever wanted to keep.”